A policeman, patrolling near midnight at a local parking spot, saw a couple inside with the dome light on. There was a young man in the driver’s seat reading a magazine and a young lady in the back seat knitting.
Stopping to investigate, he walked up to the driver’s window and knocked. The young man looked up, cranked the window down, and said, “Yes, Officer?”
“What are you doing?” the policeman asked.
“Well, sir, I’m reading, and my girlfriend is knitting a sweater.”
“How old are you, son?” the officer asked.
“I’m twenty,” the boy replied, looking at his watch. “And in about twelve minutes, she’ll be eighteen.”
Pickled Pete almost 3 years ago
Waiting game
A policeman, patrolling near midnight at a local parking spot, saw a couple inside with the dome light on. There was a young man in the driver’s seat reading a magazine and a young lady in the back seat knitting.
Stopping to investigate, he walked up to the driver’s window and knocked. The young man looked up, cranked the window down, and said, “Yes, Officer?”
“What are you doing?” the policeman asked.
“Well, sir, I’m reading, and my girlfriend is knitting a sweater.”
“How old are you, son?” the officer asked.
“I’m twenty,” the boy replied, looking at his watch. “And in about twelve minutes, she’ll be eighteen.”
Gent almost 3 years ago
They is off to play a waiting game. They is waiting for tomorrow. You know what’s tomorrow…
Newzy Premium Member almost 3 years ago
Skirting the edges of boundaries? Most like to at least appear to cross over. Not understanding the hit their credibility takes along the way. -Tuttle